Lin Sanya was terrified of losing her second sister, the only one in the family who could give her warmth. Taking advantage of the fact that her mother and eldest brother had gone to the main room and couldn't see her, she quickly picked it up with her hands and put it in her mouth.

"Little sister, what are you doing!"

Lin Momo thought she was going to throw the bread crumbs on the ground to cover up the crime, but she never expected her to do that.

By the time she realized what was happening, it was too late to stop her. She could only stare in shock at the little girl as she swallowed what she had vomited up.

I felt a little nauseous.

"You can't do that again! Things that fall on the ground aren't clean, and you'll get sick if you eat them! Besides, how could you pick up food that someone else has eaten... You're not allowed to do that again!"

Lin Momo had no choice but to educate her afterwards to prevent her from making the same mistake again.

She felt her tone was a bit harsh, so she softened her voice, "Second sister knows you mean well, afraid that Mother will find out and beat you again. However, we can pick it up and throw it into the stove, and it won't be discovered."

She felt that after explaining things to her sister with reason and emotion, her younger sister should realize her mistake.

But they forgot that although the two were sisters, there was a chasm wider than the Milky Way between them in terms of their thoughts and perspectives.

"But... how can we waste such precious food?" Lin Sanya explained pitifully when she saw that her second sister wasn't angry.

Lin Momo: "..."

Okay, so the root of the problem lies with her.

If she hadn't vomited, none of this would have happened.

"This matter... is also Second Sister's fault. She shouldn't have wasted food. Second Sister apologizes to you."

Correcting mistakes is one of Lin Momo's virtues. "However, you must remember what Second Sister just said: you can't eat dirty things!"

Seeing that her second sister had actually apologized to her, Lin Sanya nodded obediently like a chick pecking at rice.

Lin Momo breathed a sigh of relief, got up, took a steamed bun from the basket, and handed it to her again, "Don't worry, eat it. Mother won't hit you. Second sister still needs to think of a way to save Father."

"Hmm." Lin Sanya was convinced.

She carefully accepted the steamed bun from her dream, picked up a small stool, sat back down in front of the stove to boil water, and nibbled on the bun.

Lin Momo also took small bites of her steamed bun and wandered around the room.

The door faces the stove, and there are two small windows on each side after entering the room.

Under the window in the kitchen was a large cutting board, and against the wall was a three-tiered wooden cupboard. Next to the stove, there was a pile of firewood on the inner wall.

There was firewood, and also wheat straw for starting a fire.

This kitchen is not separate; it also includes a heated kang (a traditional Chinese bed-stove), and the stove is connected to the kang. When a fire is lit under the stove, the heat will naturally seep into the kang's heating hole, and the kang will heat up as well.

At that moment, Lin Momo's gaze passed over the low wall above the stove and saw a person lying on the kang (a heated brick bed).

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After hesitating for a moment, she stretched her neck and forced down the steamed bun in her mouth before walking over.

The person under the quilt remained motionless, eyes closed, and it was unclear how long they had been sleeping like that.

As soon as she got close, she could smell a pungent odor that made her frown. Lin Momo subconsciously held her breath and took two steps back before daring to breathe again.

This man had dark, rough skin, slightly furrowed brows, and an honest and kind face. His features were not bad-looking, so it's likely that Lin Zhiqiang inherited his father's appearance.

However, this person looks much older than his actual age.

Logically speaking, a man in his thirties should be in his prime and should not show such signs of aging.

But who can accurately guess the age of a farmer who makes a living by farming?

This person is not only Lin Zhiqiang's father.

He is also the father of Lin Erya and Lin Sanya.

In Lin Erya's memory, her father seemed to be better than her mother. Although he also favored boys over girls, he didn't beat or scold them as casually as her mother.

Aside from that, it seems he doesn't show much care for his daughters.

Lin Momo felt that with Lin Xushi leading the charge, there was no need for her father to lift a finger.

Some say that indifference is the greatest insult to a person.

Judging from this, it seems that his daughters may never have had a place in his heart.

I'm just a nobody.

But now, in order to save him, they must sacrifice Lin Erya and Lin Sanya, who have no place in the world.

Throughout history, equality has not only never existed in the world.

There is also no fairness or justice there.

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"Chirp chirp chirp..."

The birdsong in the trees sounded very cheerful, as if they were welcoming someone's arrival.

On the village road.

Two thin figures, one tall and one short, walked slowly side by side.

"Second sister, where are we going?"

"Borrow money."

"Where can we borrow from? We already borrowed from Grandpa, Uncle, Third Uncle, and Fourth Uncle last time. Where else can we borrow from?"

That's right.

With Lin Momo's not-so-bright mind, the only solution she could think of was to borrow money.

Seeing a doctor requires real money, and Lin Momo, who has just transmigrated and has nothing to offer, doesn't have the ability to create something out of nothing, and she can't afford to make money right now.

The only piece of land in the family that still has some value is land that cannot be sold for money.

So, besides borrowing money from others, what other path does this messed-up reality offer her?

In short, she needs to get through this hurdle first before she can think about earning money to pay off her debts.

She figured it out.

If they don't get the money back today, that mother and son, who are even more ruthless than Bao Gong, will be determined to sell the two sisters.

Even though she made a scene in the village, Lin Xushi wiped away her tears and wailed, "What mother would sell her daughter? Weren't they all forced into this situation?"

“Everyone knows that her father is lying on the kang (a heated brick bed) waiting for his life to be saved. If he doesn’t sell his daughter, where will he get the money to continue to call a doctor? If any family is willing to lend me a few taels of silver, I definitely won’t sell her.”

This is like a dragon-slaying sword that can command the world and none dare disobey.

With a sword drawn, who can rival its might?

Those villagers who were planning to try to persuade him further have all fallen silent and are pretending to be mute.

Those families with a little spare cash, afraid of having it borrowed, would immediately scatter like birds and beasts; the quickest ones might even leave a fleeting afterimage.

Just before they left, those two threatened the two sisters again with the threat of selling them.

Lin Momo naturally dared not take this lightly.

As for where to borrow it?

Lin Momo also had her own considerations.

Even in the poorest village, there are always a few families that are relatively well-off, and these are her target customers.

No, it should be said that she was targeting someone for help!

The food is delicious, but the money is hard to borrow.

Moreover, she was only a fourteen-year-old girl, making it even more difficult for her to borrow money.

But she was determined to hit this wall before she would give up.

"Second sister, second sister!" Lin Sanya shook Lin Momo's arm and asked again, "Where are we going to borrow money? Father's medicine has already cost so much money, will anyone be willing to lend us any?"

The young girl clearly didn't think much of the idea of ​​borrowing money from the villagers.

Even someone as young as her understands that her family is too poor to repay the loan, so who would be foolish enough to lend her money?